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Hitomi Neko

A messy little Japanese babe

A Doll Delicacy

Hitomi Neko rarely goes out. So she's reluctant to follow her friend Moe to the American Bull restaurant in Tokyo. Yet she's about to discover that she has an insatiable taste for American desserts, to Moe's astonishment.

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A moment later, the lights dimmed, changing the atmosphere of the room to a cosy dark red.

“I can’t wait,” Moe said. “Honey you have no idea!”

Hitomi didn’t answer. She was still looking down, her fingers locked under the table.

“Relax, baby,” Moe said in a soft tone. “They’re great. So gentle. It’s gonna be okay, I promise.”

Her voice seemed to soothe Hitomi’s anxiety, who looked up and smiled. Her expression was a mix of reproach, excitement, and shame.

“I can’t believe you brought me here,” she whispered.

The room was very quiet, all the girls talking softly to each other. Then, among the chatter, Hitomi heard a new sound, coming from her right. It was a wet sound of suction, like if someone was slurping from a plate. And there was the low vibration of someone moaning too. She looked in the direction of the sounds and gasped.

One of the women at the table next to hers was moving her head slowly back and forth, dragging her lips around the stiff cock of one of the American Bulls.

“It looks like they’ve already got their order,” Moe said. “Oh, and them too!”

Hitomi followed Moe’s gaze and saw a turgid dick locked in between the mouths of two girls sitting on each side of it. “See? They share.” Moe giggled.

Slowly, more men entered the room, their cocks ready, and walked towards the tables, to be immediately caressed, stroked, or licked by their occupants. Some girls, probably regulars, had already got rid of their panties, and were masturbating, watching the action at the tables around them.

The entire room was now filled with the lustful sounds of sucking and moaning. There was also quite a lot of soft, dirty talking. The temperature had rose by a few degrees. The lighting was slowly shifting, going through all the spectrum of warm colors.

Hitomi was awaken from her reverie by the excited voice of Moe.

“Ah! Here’s our order! Behind you!”

Hitomi turned around and jumped.

“Oh! Oh!”

An enormous pole of dark flesh was pointing at her, only a few inches away from her face. She looked up and saw only a part of Michael’s face, which was masked by his formidable penis. She quickly turned towards Moe, who had already Jim’s sleek cock between her fingers. He looked at her.

“Hello, miss Neko, I hope you’ll appreciate your dessert.”

“You can call her Hitomi, considering the circumstances,” Moe said, and she shoved his dick in her mouth. Jim blew out air and moved closer to Moe, to better offer her his long rod.

Hitomi watched Moe suck on Jim for a moment. Her friend seemed to know exactly what she was doing, swirling her tongue around the smooth head of the cock, while she was stroking the shaft. Her other hand was filled with Jim’s heavy balls, which she was rubbing affectionately. Her eyes were closed and a long groan rose from deep within her throat.

Michael moved around Hitomi, to offer himself, but she moved her head back. He was stroking his monster cock, holding it up vertically so that she could appreciate the intimidating length and the crazy thickness of the shaft, as well as the impressive diameter of his balls...

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